Chapter 15: The Disintegration of the Heavenly Demon
At this moment, Clark was driving cards through the Wharton Forest. Although Han Dahu had long since disappeared in front of him, he was free and not worried at all. As Han Dahu expected, he did have a special sense of the devil's energy.
Fa, once the Qi and Qi are connected, there is no fear of losing contact.
The aura of the demon in front suddenly became stronger, and Clark opened his eyes in surprise.
He knew that Han Dahu had forcibly activated the demon teleportation. If he risked his life, the fat man could probably last for one night. Based on this time estimate, it was impossible to catch up so quickly.
However, the next moment he saw that Han Dahu was indeed not far away in front of him.
Clark jumped down from the cards and immediately found that Han Dan and Gu Yao were missing.
Before he could ask the question, Han Dahu had already spoken: "Clark, you must be wondering why I am here?"
Although Clark's heart was full of doubts, he still smiled: "That's right, but no matter what, this saves me a lot of effort."
If it were anyone else, he would definitely feel that it was a scam at this moment, but Clark was not worried. For a strong person at his level, any trap would be unnecessary.
Han Dahu said in a deep voice: "I am in pain because you killed my favorite wife, so I want you to pay the price!"
"The price!? Ahaha..." Clark laughed wildly, as if you had heard something extremely funny: "You want me to pay the price? With your current strength? You have obtained the Heavenly Demon Art for thirteen years, but you
His achievements are really pitiful.”
Faced with Clark's sarcasm, Han Dahu remained unmoved: "I know I can't beat you."
Seeing that he was self-aware, Clark was impressed.
Han Dahu then said unhurriedly: "But to take revenge on someone, you can not only rely on force, but also through other methods..."
While talking, Han Dahu took out something, but it was the second half of the pamphlet. He turned the back of the pamphlet to Clark, so that Clark didn't know that the pamphlet was incomplete.
"Do you know the thing that is more painful than having no hope? That is when hope appears, but is cruelly shattered!" Han Dahu's eyes flashed with resentment: "You killed my beloved wife and destroyed my hope of survival.
, the same pain will happen to you!"
Clark seemed to have a premonition of something. He rushed towards Han Dahu like crazy, but it was already too late.
Han Dahu threw up the pamphlet in his hand and punched it away like lightning. The pamphlet suddenly turned into countless scraps of paper.
"No! No!" Clark shouted desperately.
Before Han Dahu was about to stop, a huge fire snake spurted out from under his palm, burning the fragments completely, leaving only ashes all over the sky, dancing like black butterflies.
Clark stopped and looked at the ashes in the sky, trembling all over and dumbfounded.
"Haha, have you felt my pain?" Han Dahu showed a cruel smile. The pleasure brought by revenge can actually relieve the pain of losing a loved one, so the vendetta will never end.
"You, you actually ruined it!"
"Yes, this is the price I want you to pay!" Han Dahu mocked: "If you lose it, your hope of immortality will be gone. No one can escape the baptism of time. Beautiful Clark, any time
As you age, you will become older, ugly wrinkles will appear on your face, and your teeth will fall out one by one..."
"Shut up!" Clark interrupted angrily.
Han Dahu's words were like sharp awls, piercing into the most vulnerable part of his heart. This made him collapse. He screamed and rushed towards Han Dahu: "Unforgivable, unforgivable, I will kill you! Hurry up!"
I will slowly torture you until you die!"
"No need to trouble you to do it!" Han Dahu smiled strangely, and black energy surged out, instantly covering his body.
The black gas did not spread, but gathered in a radius of two meters with Han Dahu as the center, just like a black silkworm chrysalis.
Although he was furious and wanted to tear Han Dahu into pieces, Clark's strong instinct was still there, and he immediately smelled the danger that was about to come. He stopped suddenly, his pupils shrank: "The demon is disintegrated!"
"Yes, I was very worried about today, so I focused on practicing the disintegration of demons. Fortunately, I succeeded. It is also the last gift for you!" At this time, Han Dahu's body was completely invisible, and he could only hear
his voice.
As he spoke, black energy continued to pour out, but instead of growing in size, the chrysalis shrank a bit, only becoming darker, like a black hole.
"Boom!"
With a huge explosion, a mushroom cloud shot straight into the sky, and the earth shook violently. The chrysalis cracked open, and endless black air swarmed out, instantly permeating every inch of space. It was like a small missile detonating, and the black air
Wherever he went, grass, thorn trees, boulders, trees, small animals, monsters, everything was destroyed and turned into dust, and the sky changed color.
The strong shock wave lasted for two minutes before it stopped. At this time, an area with a radius of five miles in Wharton Forest was razed to the ground, and all living and non-living things were not spared!
Is this the kind of destruction that human power can cause!?
A blurry figure emerged from the billowing smoke.
Under this terrifying shock wave, there are still people who can survive, and they are still in the center of the explosion point!
The smoke and dust gradually thinned out, and the first thing that appeared was a strange protective shield.
The four patterns of squares, clubs, hearts, and spades are flowing rapidly on the smooth and water-like protective cover. The background of the protective cover is the grotesque clown image of the big ghost in playing cards.
"Pah!"
Pieces of the protective cover cracked, exposing the people inside.
Kraka was quite embarrassed, breathing heavily, his clothes were messy, and there were a few holes in his clothes. His feet were trembling, and he seemed to be about to sit down on the ground at any time.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Clark said harshly: "Damn it, even the guardians of ghosts and gods can't completely defend against it. It's worthy of being a demon!"
Although he seemed to be seriously injured, it was simply incredible that he could survive the unimaginable explosion just now.
Of course, the more important reason is that Han Dahu cannot concentrate the power of the explosion on one point, otherwise no one in this world can compete with that kind of abnormal destructive power.
Thinking of the wonders of the Demon Art, Clark felt heartbroken and his anger started to burn again.
The destroyed Heavenly Demon Art was indeed genuine. Clark did not doubt this. From his point of view, it was certainly not a problem to identify the authenticity.
But Clark only hoped that he was wrong. He almost wanted to crush Han Dahu to ashes, but unfortunately he no longer had this chance. Because of the person who initiated the disintegration of the demon, every cell in the body will be annihilated and converted into energy and released, even the scum will be released.
Nothing left.
Han Dahu's death blow was not a trivial matter, and he would probably have to meditate for a long time to recover. However, more than the serious injury, what made him even more crazy was the destruction of the Heavenly Demon Art.
Yes, Han Dahu succeeded and successfully retaliated against him. He had been searching for more than ten years and was almost able to get what he was determined to get. However, he lost it just like this. The painful feeling cannot be expressed in words.
This will become a terrible nightmare, deeply imprinted in Clark's memory, and he will never be able to shake it off.
Of course, Clark never expected that a small part of the Heavenly Demon Secret would fall into the hands of a young man, triggering a series of incredible stories...